He turned the faucet on and water poured out from the shower head, forcing Ye Ranran to narrow her eyes.
"How is the situation?"
"Everything is under control, I assure you that the Su Family and Xie Family will never appear in front of you again. The Ye Family and Gao Group can’t escape either. I estimate they will be greatly damaged."
By greatly damaged, he meant they will be devastated, slowly disappearing.
"Hmm, keep an eye on the old mansion, I don’t want them to disturb my wedding." Jun Mochan turned on his computer.
After giving his instructions, Jun Mochan ended the call, just as he logged into his email, there were many new drafts.
These drafts are all headlines for tomorrow. The major media do not dare to publish without having Jun Mochan review and confirm them.
Jun Mochan reviewed them, made minor adjustments and sent them back.
After he finished all this, Jun Mochan shut down his computer, went out, and got into bed.
The sudden warmth made Ye Ranran instinctively snuggle towards him.
Seeing her laziness, like a little kitten, Jun Mochan’s eyes are filled with indulgence.
That night, Ye Ranran slept till noon.
"I can’t believe I didn’t have any nightmares." Ye Ranran looked at her watch and muttered to herself.
Usually, after such a big incident, she needs to suffer from nightmares for half a month.
"With me by your side, how could you have nightmares?" Jun Mochan’s arm wrapped around her waist.
With light pressure, Ye Ranran fell back into the quilt.
"Didn’t you go to work?" Ye Ranran exclaimed.
"I know, you must want me to accompany you." Jun Mochan played with a lock of her hair.
Ye Ranran, unlike usual, didn’t act stubbornly. She pursed her lips and didn’t speak.
"Fortunately, you’re safe." Jun Mochan held her tight.
Isn’t this statement exactly what Ye Ranran wanted to say?
"Didn’t you charge in bravely? What? Now you know to be afraid?" Jun Mochan teased her.
"I didn’t think much at the time."
When she saw that man raising his stick at the back of his head, she didn’t think twice and rushed over.
"Fortunately, you thought to use your high heels." If she had blocked directly with her body, the consequence would be unimaginable.
"Actually, I thought about that, but after running a few steps, I twisted my ankle, then thought of using my high heels." Ye Ranran lowered her eyes and said in a gloomy voice.
Jun Mochan’s heart tightened: "I’m sorry, I scared you."
"It’s okay, as long as you’re safe." Ye Ranran nestled in his arms.
(Thanks to Zhang’s daughter-in-law and Nan Zhiqing Han for their tips.)